Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 3054

Among those promoted on that occasion were two from the barbarics—a sign that there would be the potential emergence of two more true immortals!

Severin chuckled and gently gestured for Jaxon to rise after a prolonged salutary bow. "Don't worry," he assured, "those who succeed in becoming half-immortals would receive generous rewards from the alliance."

He had been bestowed a spiritual root, after all, and an example was the Saturna Peach. They were treasures coveted by true immortals, quasi-royal celestials, and even royal celestials. However, Severin utilized the peaches to craft pills, as a single peach could yield a very cost-effective amount of nine pills.

That being said, such a method was considered to be his final recourse. The Longevity Alliance's foundation lacked the depth that the Heaven Palace and Clear Wind Sect had, as those factions commanded royal celestials. It also paled in comparison to the ancient aristocratic families whose legacy had spanned epochs and had thus accumulated inexhaustible resources.

Severin decided not to think too much of it and dismissed everyone.

Elsewhere, an oceanic expanse formed by the intricate interweaving of countless rules straddled the Celestial Realm's border. It was the border sea, and its waves produced deafening roars as it crashed against solid embankments.

Beyond the border sea was the Realm Gate, a majestic natural bulwark. The area around it exuded a scent of blood. Reinforced by several powerful royal celestials, the gate—which evolved from the embryonic membrane of heaven and earth—stands impregnable.

Tens of millions of practitioners resided within the city beyond the Realm Gate, making it a metropolis even by the Celestial Realm's standards. At that moment, a fierce battle raged on the plains near the Realm Gate. Countless supreme paragons navigated airships to repel the enemy's relentless onslaught, thus driving them back into the border sea.

Amidst the seemingly boundless expanse of the sea ahead, a steady stream of additional practitioners poured in through the spatial gaps between the Devil Realm and the Celestial Realm, reinforcing the latter's ranks.

Several Towering figures stood with pride on the city walls, and their presence seemed to give everyone there a sense of reassurance.

A robustly-built man with a square jaw betraying his 40-something age was cloaked in black and yellow energy. His clothes were of the same shade, albeit with an additional five colors. He spoke in a solemn voice, "These assaults have intensified In the past two months, growing both in frequency and in scale."